In a world of places & people,
known not so long ago.
We had everything we needed,
at least we thought so.
We ran & went & busied & did,
we consumed, we bought, we stored, we planned,
never imagining the coming storm.
Idolatries, identities, futures, and health,
everything that seemed so certain, vanished in moment.
Inside, the only place left to go,
our homes, if we’re lucky. ourselves, if we’re able.
Where everything hides that is important,
the only things known, sure amid uncertainties.
The only place to find that which matters,
in a world anew, unlike any we’ve ever known.
But in that place inside lies hope & peace embedded,
the quiet for distracted minds, the focus for anxious times.
Hidden, yet available to all,
if only we seek and still.